For Natalie and the prompt: Tony/Carol, kids.
Tony sits cross-legged on the floor, speaking softly to the little boy as they build a Lego house. Watching him from across the room, Carol thinks it's remarkable how good Tony is with children considering how awkward he is with adults.
She corrects herself: most adults. He connects surprisingly easy with Carol; he has right from the beginning. There's something indefinable between them, something strong and lasting. It scares her, just a little.
Tony looks up at her and shakes his head; the boy doesn't remember anything useful. Carol nods. She's stopped thinking there's anything unusual about their silent communication.